CHAPTER TWENTY
With amazing agility, Ryan dodges one wolf and gets another in the throat. Seizing his foe, he tosses them at a third wolf. It’s enough to buy me some time to get into the fray. I'm at Ryan's side in an instant, my claws unsheathed and my teeth bared. The six wolves circle us – their fur matted, eyes wild with bloodlust.
"Ryan, on your left!" I shout, my voice more growl than words.
He pivots, meeting the first assailant with a fierce snarl. His jaws snap shut on the wolf's leg. A yelp slices through the night air. But there are too many, and we're back to back, our movements synchronized from years of fighting together.
"Keep them off me!" he commands, his voice rough with concentration.
"Always," I reply, my heart racing. My claws s***h through fur and flesh, drawing
